Sep 8, 2020
6 min read
The Pains and Pleasures of Rituals
A look at the ways I’ve tricked myself into writing (or not)
I can’t write for shit. I don’t mean that the things I do write are bad but that, as a practice, I am horrible at this. Writing agonizes me in a way that, if I passed Kafka on the street, we’d high-five in recognition of each other’s inabilities, then we’d both continue to not write. Sometimes I sit at…
